Thinking of the prairie in the Zhou Garden, the Muyu, those Taoist treasures and old objects lost in the lake, Chen Changsheng was amazed and pleasantly surprised.
When he came out of Zhou Garden, he didn't know what happened. To put it another way, he didn't know how he left Zhou Garden, and suddenly appeared in the snowy field of the Demon Realm tens of thousands of miles away, because He didn't know the iron plate in Heipao's hand, and he didn't know anything about what happened in Zhou Garden afterwards. He heard Hua Jiefu and others tell it later on the road.
If the Zhou Garden had not been destroyed, wouldn't it mean that those Tianshu steles snatched by Zhou Dufu might see the light of day again
Yes, the most important and precious thing in the Zhou Garden is not the mausoleum, nor the magic artifacts lost by the predecessors, nor the roast chicken and roast sheep that he threw into the lake when he was fighting with Nanke Shuangshi With silver and books, of course it is the Tianshu Monument.
No, Chen Changsheng was stunned, thinking of a possibility, and suddenly discovered that the most precious thing in the Zhou Garden was not necessarily the Heavenly Book Stele.
At least for him.
If the girl I met for the first time... hadn't been able to leave the Zhou Garden, would she still be in the Zhou Garden now? If Zhou Garden is not destroyed, does it mean that she might still be alive? in it now
He knew that this possibility was extremely small, but since he thought of this possibility, there was no hesitation, and his spiritual sense rushed towards the phantom of the black stone tablet.
A loud bang sounded in his sea of consciousness.
His wisp of divine consciousness suddenly turned into countless streaks of blue smoke and disappeared without a trace.
He woke up in the library of the Orthodox Academy, his sea of consciousness was shaking, he was in excruciating pain, and he wanted to vomit in disgust.
After a long time, the painful feeling gradually subsided.
Without hesitation, Chen Changsheng put another strand of divine consciousness into the scabbard, begging Wan Jian to get out of the way, and in an instant came to the other end of the ocean of sword intent.
However, there is nothing there.
Wan Jian obeyed the order to get out of the way, and the sword intent disappeared, so naturally there was no sea of sword intent.
Without the ocean, where is the other shore
Without the shore, naturally there would not be a black stone tablet waiting for his arrival on the shore.
Chen Changsheng thought for a while, and gave up control over those swords, so the extremely fierce sword intent filled the space again, and the ocean reappeared.
With great difficulty, his consciousness crossed the sea of sword intent again, came to the opposite bank, saw the black stone tablet, and then fell down.
Still without any accident, his ray of consciousness was destroyed, and he woke up again.
Chen Changsheng was silent for a long time, then got up and walked outside the library.
Tonight, his spiritual consciousness was exhausted too much, and he couldn't support him to try again.
It is very difficult to suppress the strong urge to rediscover Zhou Garden, find those heavenly tome...and her.
Even if he is the most tempting and sensible boy in the world, he still endures very hard.
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There are some things that Chen Changsheng can't bear anymore, that is, he hasn't showered for many days—from entering the Zhou Garden to returning to the south after thousands of miles, there is no time for him to wash, so after returning to the Orthodox Academy today, he must not take a shower. He didn't do anything, so he used three big buckets of hot water and half an hour to wash himself carefully from head to toe, from inside to outside, but even so, he still felt that he wasn't clean.
When he returned to the small building, he washed himself twice again. After confirming that there was no more dirt, he started cutting hair and shaving with the Dragon Sword in his hand. Clothes, I felt more comfortable now, walked to the window, looked at Zhou Prison and Tianshuling again, said hello to Zhexiu and Tang Thirty-Six in my heart, went to bed and began to sleep.
It was dark at that time.
At five o'clock in the morning, he woke up on time.
There was a faint smell in the room, not powdery or floral, but it smelled very pleasant.
There was a blue silk on the side of the pillow.
Thinking about it, Mo Yu should have been here.
Chen Changsheng was a little dazed, thinking that he slept so dead last night? Or is Mo Yu stronger than people think
You must know that he is already a practitioner at the peak of Tongyou, even if Mo Yu is in the Star Gathering Realm, there is no reason for Mo Yu to lie quietly beside him all night, but he didn't notice it.
Of course, his mood at this time was still more uncomfortable, and he felt a little absurd.
Mo Yu was the most famous beauty in the Great Zhou Dynasty.
She was the second highest-ranking woman in the Great Zhou Dynasty.
And they are enemies.
He had just returned to the capital, and she didn't even give him one night, so she wanted to come here quietly to sleep, what was she doing
Suddenly a rain fell outside the window, pattering down, and it didn't bring much chill, but early summer suddenly returned to spring.
Chen Changsheng looked out the window, and suddenly heard a loud voice coming from the direction of the courtyard gate in the distance.
Everything was a little familiar, as if Tianhai Shengxue led the cavalry of the Northern Army of Great Zhou on that rainy morning and directly smashed down the gate of the Orthodox Academy.
In the rain this morning, who came
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It was still a member of Tianhai's family, not Tianhai Shengxue, but someone Chen Changsheng and Xuanyuan Po knew.
Xuanyuan Po looked at the young man in the wheelchair with complicated emotions. His right arm was destroyed by this young man at the beginning. Logically speaking, he should hate this young man very much, but later, this young man was beaten up by His Royal Highness Luoluo. He was crippled and injured more seriously than he was, and the injury on his right arm had basically healed after Chen Changsheng's treatment. The simple and honest boy from the bear clan really couldn't feel much hatred, but had some sympathy instead.
Sitting in the wheelchair was Tian Hai Ya'er, that young strong man who once had a terrible reputation in Kyoto. Of course, those are already in the past.
Now Tian Haiya's face is pale, his cheeks are a little swollen, and the muscles on his legs are obviously atrophied, and he has become a disabled person. Anyone who looked at such a young man, if he didn't know the evil things he had done, would feel pity and sympathy just like Xuanyuan Po.
But Tian Hai Ya'er is a person who doesn't need sympathy. He has never sympathized with others, and he doesn't need others' sympathy. He is very cruel to others or to himself—even if he is disabled, he will not be willing to swallow his anger.
"Chen Changsheng, I'll fuck your ancestors for eighteen generations."
When Chen Changsheng came to the gate of the Orthodox Academy, the first sentence he heard was about himself. Although until today, he didn't even know who his parents were, let alone where his ancestral home was, but listening to Tian Hai Ya'er's high-pitched voice, he couldn't help feeling annoyed by it.
The gate of the Orthodox Academy was pushed open. In the morning rain, Chen Changsheng walked into Baihua Lane, and began to face his enemies directly, just like last year.
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